09/01/2012

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So my little boxing day treat finally arrived. Disco pants round 2. Weirdly I bought my black pair last boxing day... Oh wow that means maybe by next year I can finally own the gold pair that I was so close to buying 50% off. Anyway, yay for navy! It opens many possibilities of all blue outfits. I do love a head to toe monochrome. Doesn't everyone? 

The first week of 2012 was a weird one huh? I spent Friday in Walk In Centre and A&E waiting rooms. My tongue swelled up & a nurse had to dig my tongue ball/bar out. It's still healing but I'm ok. Also had a mini break down brought on my New Year's early morning "What am I going to do with my life" fit. And have listened to literally nothing but Lana Del Rey this whole year. Is that sad? I've made myself a CD from all her songs on youtube & I just wish she would dress a little better. That is the ONLY thing I am concerned about with her appearance. In other news I'm newly addicted to The Rachel Zoe Project and rewatching The September Issue & Lagerfield Confidential. Much to the dismay of my film accomplice, the bf. Oh well, maybe I'll mature in my tastes one day.

How was your week?

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06/01/2012

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My mum was going to buy this for me for Christmas after she saw it in my gift guide. But £12? For a snow globe? No. When I saw it in the sale I had to get it. & make a gif, because, you know. How shit were the sales this year? I was so disappointed. Zara was completely ransacked already, the offers in American Apparel were so stupidly confusing & loads of places just had shit stuff in the sale with no like 20% off everything offers like I was expecting. What happened to everyone being in trouble? I guess all the good stuff went in the pre Christmas sales...which defeats the whole point. I did get some lovely underwear though, only £5 off. Rubbish.

How did you get on
in the sales? 

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04/01/2012

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So I saw this thread on The Fashion Spot where they'd read 50 books in a year and posted their progress, lists & reviews as they progressed. Working in a book shop I always feel like I should read more & generally I like the idea of being a "well read" person. I set out to do it because I thought it would make me read more interesting & unusual books. It was tough & I admit there were a few poetry books in there at the end but the other day I finished number 50! Unfortunately it did the opposite of what I wanted, I read safe things more because I just wanted to "get through them" as it were. I wouldn't recommend it. Although the freedom I have now means I want to read weirder things so maybe it worked...

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A pretty major thing. Especially when half my friends went off to uni & I'm only 19. I'll never say never on the degree front. If I found something I wanted to set my life on I would shell out, move out & do the degree. But to be honest, universities make me homicidal & the students in Bristol are more than enough to put anyone off going to university. We'll see I guess.

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So here's me wearing all the things I actually did buy. Two Antipodium dresses, one in the sale, one as a birthday present that I paid half of. Two jumpers, both on sale, one via someone else. One skirt from the Monsoon sale. Plus I was wearing my zara orange trousers, officially the only garment of clothing I paid full price for this whole year. That is pretty fucking awesome. I am still vowed never to set foot in a Topshop ever again but I am looking forward to shopping again. I will however be getting rid of some clothes to do so, trying harder to only buy natural fibres and not going mental buying things I don't actually need. I would recommend everyone trying this!

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There's nothing I'm actually saving for. The future I guess. Me & the boy were considering going to Mexico & I guess one day, eventually, in the future I'm going to have to move out. But now I'm working more & earning more I think I need to do something other than fritter it away to make it a worthwhile thing to be spending all my time doing, if that makes sense. Maybe 1/4 - 1/2 of my pay check a month. That seems pretty resonable.

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So this one was in my New Year's Resolutions of 2 years ago... & there was a brief spell where I thought everything was sweet & I knew what I wanted to do & I had a thing & something to work towards & a hell of a lot of work to do to get there. I would still love to do this thing but being that my passion has wavered slightly I think I miss the feeling of actually knowing what I want to do more than working towards it. I have a list of jobs now but to be honest none of them are really *IT*. I just wish people would stop saying that I'll "fall into something" because that is how you end up working in retail for 30 years without ever being made a manager.

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I still reserve the right to a tirade against the Conservative government ripping our country to shreds once in a while. But maybe just to not talk about shooting people in the head when I see then writing down the details of a book at work to look up & buy online later. Or not be so angry towards every single cyclist in Bristol. I'm sorry but there are too many of you that are shit for me not to generalise. Anyway yes so you see the problem. I have strong opinions... but I think I need to express them less uhr, violently!

What are your
resolutions for 2012? 

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03/01/2012

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Christmas presents yay! The one's I can photograph anyway. I did pretty well this year getting everything I asked for. Although there was a little bit off missed surprise. The biggest shocker was the bf's present which he'd told me was "fucking amazing" thereby rendering any present I got him worthless. But he was right! A copy of Bambi from the 50s which is in incredible condition & has absolutely stunning illustrations. Definetely planning future tattoos around them. Anyway it was beautiful.

Books wise I got Doulgas Couplands latest, Highly Inappropriate Tales for Young People which I read quickly on Christmas Day because it is ridiculously sick & funny. Thanks to my brother for that & a drawing book. My mum got me the Russian Tattoo Encyclopedia that I wanted but it's a little odd, it smells like it's been through a lot & there's a little too many penis' for my liking. No doubt interesting though...
The candle from my sister made me whole room smell like almonds. & I did get two lots of the Chanel matte coating nail varnish but it is fucking awesome so I look forward to experimenting with that, plus the foil & crackle effects ones I got too. My family know me well nail wise.

Anywho guys, I've missed you! What did you get for Christmas? Did you have a good one?

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02/01/2012

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Some more than worse for wear photos taken yesterday morning when I got home. Pretty perfect night of friends & acquaintancesI forgot were so fun, too many sweets & shots. Oh well. Anywho yes my hair is in an afro again! Yay! Cat did it on Friday night & I went to work wearing a headscarf so it could be at maximum awesome. It's actually still afro today which is pretty cool. & disgusting, yeah I should probably wash my hair at some point. & to quote Max at his most waisted, "Jess, why the fuck are there hands & feet all over you?" Because Antipodium & Chris Redman are amazing! (Oh & PS sorry about the background, the pile of clothes is because I'm in the midst of photographing stuff for eBay & the other stuff is from photos I did for posts this week. Oh yes, well organised.)

Happy New Year (again)!

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01/01/2012

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Happy New Year!
This is what I embroidered for my mum's 61st birthday. Because Jarvis Cocker is obviously awesome & this song is wonderful, beautiful, depressing, honest & most of all a celebration against the opressive elite classes! Woo! Just like my one & only mother (apart from the depressing). Anyway, yes, love you mum. Happy Birthday!
Blogging will be resumed next week, promise.

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